Ye Xuelan's aura always appeared vaguely next to Lu Yu.

Lu Yu had completely released the aura of the Netherworld Dao Lord, instantly affecting all the surrounding ghost soldiers.

These ghost soldiers are different from those evil spirits affected by bloodthirsty ferocity.

In their bones, they still retain a trace of awe for the Netherworld Taoist Lord. This kind of awe cannot be erased by time.

Ahead, a giant gate appeared.

This gate is much wider than the gate of the prison hall just now. In front of the gate are carved two strange stone sculptures, which are five or six feet high, with gaping eyes and fangs, and they look very scary.

There is a lock like a disk on top of this gate.

There are ghost characters engraved on the disc, and there are several pointers just above the disc.

There are several sharp sickles around the lock plate. Anyone with a discerning eye can already tell that this is a mechanism.

Anyone who fails to successfully open the lock will probably be chopped into pieces by those sickles.

Lu Yu didn't hesitate at all and walked over directly.

Fatty Zhang quickly grabbed his arm and whispered: "Brother, you are crazy!"

Pang Yun sneered: "Huh! Now that we're here, let's see what else you can do!"

Others also stopped one after another. Now that General Iron was guarding them, everyone was at their wits' end.

"Master, did we go the wrong way?" Zhen Yuqin asked in a low voice.

Master Zheng stroked his beard and sighed: "I asked a few fellow Taoists just now that there is an extremely profound formation here. With our ability, we can only understand some of it. But we can be sure.

This is the way out of here."

Several other masters also nodded, and one of them even said: "The rest of the place is full of death, only here is a glimmer of life. Although we seem to be going deeper, this life is exactly here.

This direction."

Zhen Yuqin glanced at Lu Yu and said with some worry: "Master Zheng, why don't you go and help Lu Yu. This place is weird. Your formation skills are unpredictable. With your help, it will definitely be more stable."

Master Zheng stroked his beard, and the old man said calmly: "Forget it, with Xiaoyou Lu's behavior, he is still a little younger after all. Let us old guys see what is so profound about this lock."

Several formation masters also nodded and came to the gate one after another.

They did not dare to get close, but just watched from a distance.

"Brother, now is not the time to show off." Fatty Zhang grabbed Lu Yu.

Master Zheng glanced at Lu Yu and shook his head disdainfully: "This is a very advanced formation. Young man, the token on your body may be able to control those ghost soldiers, but it has no effect on these formations.

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After Master Zheng finished speaking, he ignored Lu Yu and sat cross-legged on the ground with several formation masters, seemingly comprehending the lock on the door.

Everyone waited quietly.

It's just that there are ghost soldiers all around, which makes people feel chilly.

At this time, Pang Yun shouted to Lu Yu coldly: "Boy, let those ghost soldiers leave quickly. What are you thinking about? By gathering so many ghost soldiers around, do you want to catch us all in one fell swoop and have some evil intentions?"

The disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion naturally followed their pavilion master, and at this moment they also said angrily: "That is, do you have the token to control those ghost soldiers? Hand it over quickly, that is not what you, a dragon spirit realm monk, can possess.

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There wasn't much resistance from the people around him.

Perhaps in their hearts, they also hope that Lu Yu will hand over the token.

No matter who they are, these ghost soldiers want to be controlled.
Chapter completed!